Mother effing Hump Day - with nary a hump in sight.
Asshat #2 missed the bus - for the second time this week. Yep, that's right - twice in three days.
We're getting uniforms at work. Awesome - I don't have to see another effing pair of jeggings. For real, I like anything that makes it so I won't see camel-toe and asscrack. Except they're mother effing scrubs.
I hate scrubs. I can turn a tailored suit into an unmade bed in 30 minutes flat. Do you have any idea how much of a slob I'll look like by the end of a 14 hour shift wearing scrubs?
Oh and Mr. Recycle Man, with your itsy bitsy bladder? I am so glad that construction site had a conveniently placed porta-potty for your use. I didn't mind at all waiting behind your truck for you to hang a leak. I've got all the time in the world to eat lunch.